Bloodstone Fen

The White Mantle will know by now that I am with the Shining Blade.  They will know that I helped give them the Chosen, and they will assume now that I am hostile.  I don't expect a reception of Battle Isle Iced Tea and jars of honey where I see them next.  To be honest though, I know not what to make of these Shining Blade.  They are unorganized, but powerful.  They dress like exhiles and rebels but fight with the fervor of trained soldiers.  They speak of a princess, thrown aside by the takeover of the Mantle.  Salma is her name, she takes refuge in the Temple of Ages.  What makes me trust the Blade more, is that they have left me the decision.  They told me to find the bloodstone, then all my answers about the White Mantle will reveal themselves, and I fully intend to do so. 

D'alessio Seaboard

I'm not sure I trust the White Mantle.  It is nothing in their actions, but the way they spew their hatred around about the Shining Blade, a band of rebels i'm told, reminds me muchly of the way King Adelbern spewed his hatred of the Krytans.  I help them though, more, but I will remain on guard and make my own decisions.  This has helped us all greatly on our perilous journey.   Emotions lead to rash decision, which may lead to death. 

I meet my co-ordinator,  Mantle Knight Karriya, and he tells me that they have found the sceptor of Orr. My eyes nearly pop out of my head in surprise.  This sceptor is the sign of the Flameseeker stories, the fabled weapon of the mercilous Lich.  Many men died retrieving this scepter overnight aswell, overtaken by the undead.  My mission is simple.  Cleanse Hakewood of all the undead scum, find Confessor Dorian, and retrieve the sceptor of Orr.  Time to go.